We’re just halfway through 2017 and already I have several commitments for 2018 in my planner. As much as I like to plan things, that level of planning ahead is unheard of for me. It means that, for the foreseeable future, my commitment to DC is tangible, it’s not something that I can pretend doesn’t exist.
I never imagined I’d stay in DC. Not really. I went to undergrad here, and when I was earning my degree I always thought I’d pack my bags and leave this city upon graduation. There was no particular reason why; I had always moved from place to place so naturally I thought that trend would continue. But then I didn’t leave DC. I stayed. And not only did I stay, but I didn’t seriously make, or consider, any plans to leave.
It’s strange, but I know in my heart of hearts that while DC is likely the best place for me right now, I know it won’t be forever. Even now, if you ask me where I want to settle down, I’ll say something along the lines of, “Oh, I don’t know — but not DC, not likely.”